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2018 Project 365 – Week Twelve

The temperatures keep saying otherwise, but we declare it to
be spring around here! And by the way, I took the pictures for Sunday &
Saturday, but Dr. M took the remaining ones. Which is a good thing or this post
would be really short!

Sunday,
March 18th

I went mall walking with a leprechaun. While we were there,
they were setting up to take pictures with the Easter Bunny, and there was a
woman making balloon creations. She chased my dad down to give him this pot of
gold wrist corsage – she loved his bow tie.

Monday,
March 19th

The Roy, most likely rolling around in something disgusting.
Happy dog!

Dr. M took lots of pictures of birds today, but this was my
favorite. I wonder if this mockingbird is trying to court the bird on the flag?

Tuesday,
March 20th

Our neighbor has tulips. So
pretty!

Wednesday,
March 21st

Lovely evening.

Thursday,
March 22nd

Dr. M made me an Easter basket!
Or, as I called it, my practice Easter basket because now I’ll expect more of
the same next week. Ha! He also bought some phlox to brighten my day.

Friday,
March 23rd

Squirrel shenanigans – pictures through
the living room window, so sorry for the glare.

Comments

I like the idea of a "practice Easter basket" - maybe I'll adopt that idea...along with "practice birthday cake" and "practice Christmas presents" and...and... *off to think about some more ideas*

We have a housecleaning marathon every Saturday morning, but it only lasts about 90 minutes or so. I just work really hard to not mess up the house all week long to keep the Saturday morning cleaning as short as possible.

I be behind -- so let me wish you a happy Easter. I presume you've received your real Easter basket by now. If the practice basket's any indication, you have a basket-designing guru in your life. Love the mockingbird contemplating the flag bird. I do love the mockers, and now I have one that's singing at 4 a.m. I think he might be practicing, too!

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